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Graysky (a kit) is still available if anyone wants him/her warriorcatclans2.freeforums.net/post/18113/thread --------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------------
Seablossom was tasked with her father's latest kits. He'd passed away already and yet still there were kits of his popping up. She only hoped they were the last ones. As much as she loved her younger siblings, she couldn't keep raising them all. The deputy had basically been a permanent member of the nursery since she was an apprentice, in which time she'd put off her own warriorship to raise the kits. Looking down at the four sleeping by her stomach, she could remember when she'd received them. Only a few weeks old, and yet they were now in her paws. She'd been lucky to even be able to catch the she-cat's name before she'd left. Duststorm. Not a she-cat she knew, but a name was easier to track down later on than nothing. But that wouldn't be for a long time. Seablossom had much to handle as the deputy and oldest sister. It didn't help that she was having a hard time leaving the kits or Crownglass or Ivoyrcrown. The idea of being separated from any of them caused her to worry about them even more than when they were in her eye sight.
Amberkit yawned as he opened his eyes. The tom was quite and more importantly content with staying right here a while longer. It was warm and safe, plus it was quiet for the moment. He's the smallest of the litter and the biggest crybaby as well. Amberkit runs to his big sisters every time something goes even mildly wrong. It helps that Seablossom catters to each of thw whims the moment they are made known or even before. They're a little spoiled with all of her attention, not that they understood why.
His fur brushed against hers and Crownglass stepped up to the deputy's side, a soft rumble of greeting in his throat. It felt natural, being at her side, and thought he had only joined a short time ago it was hard to imagine how he had managed to spend so many moons apart from her. He never wanted to try that again. His golden gaze fell to the kits and he smiled, hesitantly, enjoying the sight of their cute rounded faces but uncertain how to interact with them. He had not spent much time in the nursery in his old home, so while he appreciated the warm feeling in his chest he saw kittens, he was a little too worried about hurting them to get any closer.
(mog what if everyone thought they were Crownglass's!! It'd be like that thread we have going with him, Ivorycrown and Protectingshadows when then just be a gossip one. I love it! Let's do this)
Amberbird was always confused by this new cat. Toms weren't usually in the nursery so why was he? Wait was he mama Seablossom's mate? The kit had to remind himself time and again that she was Seablososm, his sister, not mama. Though, she raised them like one, so to him that was the same thing. Things were simple when you were that young, because to him if she cared for him like tehother moms did then that made her a mom right? So why did she always correct him?
